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Today’s photo is of the bell tower at the church of the Immaculate Conception in San Diego, California, for no real reason other than it’s a Sunday. Despite the Spanish/Mexican heritage of Texas, there’s not much Spanish/Mexican architecture in Houston – the city is too new. I have to go West and South for heritage architecture. Flip over to the west coast, however, and there’s no end of churches and missions from the Mexican border up to San Francisco. From […]
I came across this image of the Seattle Space Needle while browsing for something else recently. It was taken just before sunset on Fuji Velvia, hence the yellow tones of the structure. I remember when I took this photo I was in Seattle for an ‘Incineration Conference’ to learn the ins and outs of industrial scale incinerators. I took a couple of days off after the conference to explore the area. Having lived in Paris I’m left wondering if the […]
Sunset at Morro Rock, the Pacific Ocean gently stroking the shore, the slenderest crescent of moon hanging delicately in the sky as the day gives way to night. Viewed at 100% on the original the rock is capped with the silhouettes of roosting seabirds. This rock is just to the north of Morro Rock. Morro Rock emerges from the ocean just a few pixels left of the edge of the frame – it’s that close. While we were taking photos […]
Pismo Surfer 2 was surfing on the other side of the pier. Whereas yesterday’s Pismo Surfer was surfing away from the pier, this one was surfing towards it. I’d like to think he’s looking at the pilings of the pier to decide when to end his run. The surfers to the north of the pier seemed to my untrained eye to be having better waves and better runs. Perhaps the pier itself was sucking energy out of the water making […]
Pismo Surfer was taken from the pier at Pismo Beach. I am not a surfer. I’m a lousy swimmer at the best of times so I’d admire these people that go out and ride the waves. Especially in the cold, early hours of a fall day. I’d love to know why the surfers congregated on both sides of the pier. I could only see a few further afield. I’d have thought surfing by the pier would have risked a collision […]
There comes a time driving either north or south on California Route 1 where you round a bend and Morro Rock just slaps you in the face. It’s unavoidable. The rock itself is a volcanic plug, the remnant of the neck of a volcano. In 1769, a Spanish explorer, Juan Crespi, noted in his diary that “we saw a great rock in the form of a round morro”. According to Google Translate ‘morro’ means ‘nose’ (or ‘snout’ according to my […]
